Chapter 34: The Plague of Snakeskins and the Mess of the Feast (1)

Qingyuan raised his sleeve and wiped the beads of sweat on his head, his face was red, and he gasped uncontrollably. At this moment, his body was dripping with dripping wetness, and he thought it was extremely hot.

But the weather was not hot and dry, on the contrary, because of the early autumn, it was a little cold, but because Qingyuan turned the stone mill consumed too much physical strength and used too much strength, so that his whole person suddenly had an illusion of crossing the seasons.

"Why is it so hard to grind?" he glared angrily at the snakeskin, a little depressed.

No matter how thick and hard a snakeskin is, how thick and hard can it be? After grinding for a while, the white snakeskin on the stone grinding surface is hardly damaged!

Anyway, although the income is not much for half a day, but the horizontal and vertical can be regarded as having some results, but I don't know if this star powder is enough for medicine? He didn't ask about the specific demand of Phantom Xi at the beginning, thinking that less is better than more, so he got up and found a small box, carefully collected the thin snake powder, and then rolled up his sleeves, squatted down and continued to grind.

Because Qingyuan had already consumed too much energy, he squatted down suddenly, only to feel that his blood was rushing, his eyes were black, and he was almost unable to catch his breath. I had to stroke my chest and panting, and after resting for a while, I pursed my lips and secretly took a breath, and then I re-grasped the stone grinding handle and continued to work hard.

Desperate, really desperate......

The porcelain plates, wine cups and other utensils that had been poured down due to the strength of Phantom's body rushed down to the surface one after another, accompanied by the sound of the murmur, splashing a splinter of crystals. The wine cup tilted obliquely, and all the fishy and spicy wine was spilled, spilling the phantom body that tumbled and fell.

"The Queen's Mother......"

Zhou Za's servants and maids were already in a mess, and Gong E, who had been ordered by the king to summon the imperial doctor, smelled the phantom Fang Cai's urgent cry again, so she had to stay stunned in the local area, and it was not that she did not go for a while.

The status of the successive queens of the Eastern Liao Kingdom has never been low, and the queen's orders are as irreversible as the king's orders, so she doesn't know who to listen to.

At this moment, between the distorted face of the phantom and painful, a fierce look suddenly flashed, and a thought suddenly fell. She immediately realized that there must be something wrong with the snakeskin she had shed!

Snakeskin, isn't it in Qingyuan......

The pain of waves hitting her body made her only able to retain a moment of clarity, like the torture of a live fish plucking scales overwhelmingly devouring her body and mind, and the illusion regained an irrepressible poignant**, she had already lost her voice, and even hysterical almost resentful ghost wailing...... Soft and charming, she didn't care about her image and temperament, and she rolled around on the ground, tormenting and unstoppable, and in this way, she wiped out the last trace of self-control and consciousness in her mind, and she couldn't even speak.

Since the founding of the Eastern Liao, it has lasted nearly 400 years, and it seems that there has never been such an anomaly in the queen of any dynasty. In other words, there has never been such a terrible and terrible mourning illness among the royal family, and it is impossible to distinguish between poison and Gu...... So much so that Rou Dai was stunned, and for a while she ignored the palace maid who had been ordered to summon the imperial doctor and then stopped in place.

Yu Kun, who was standing not far away, was also drenched in sweat, he wanted to help Phantom, but he didn't dare to step forward because of his identity and the location of the king, but he was left full of anxiety, unable to distract, let alone cathartic.

He watched Phantom Xi suffer and suffer in front of him, and his heart sank in his stomach couldn't help but pick up one by one. He's actually worrying about her!

The clear distress began to eat away at Yu Kun's sanity and sobriety, and the inexplicable horror that rose up buried him in an instant.

It is true that he clearly cares for the queen in his heart, and that every strange thing can always be involved with this queen with a mysterious background, and how can he not be prejudiced against the queen in the slightest? Even if he does not mention his mind and prejudice, he should not, should not be so worried about the queen, and he should not be so worried about the queen, and he can't be represented by his own inexplicable care! This kind of care is too eager, too extreme, and even too untimely and unethical......

The autumn wind swept up the wet smell of wine on his face, and Yukun suddenly became slightly drunk. I don't know if it was because of his state of mind or the lingering smell of wine that made him in a trance, he suddenly began to be confused, he suddenly didn't know whether his so-called nostalgia and prejudice against the queen mother was because of the haunting dreams of some feelings in his heart and mind, and he did not dare to face it, so he began to deceive himself, and suppressed those things that should not be there with vain suspicion and doubt...... This thought was so terrible that he was too busy to think about it.

Facing the thin wisp of autumn sun that slanted down in the air, Yukun didn't see the blurry divine light that Rou Dai condensed on him between the light and shadow.

The divine light was hazy and illusory, and he wanted to cover it up. It's too complicated, it's too unpredictable......

A group of palace people huddled together whispered slowly, but the phantom screams could not be heard in the air.

Rou Dai and Yu Kun must be in their hearts at the same time, and a sense of foreboding swelled up one after another, and they returned to their senses to see the illusion.

Phantom Xi has always been there**, and suddenly there was no sound, which shows that it is ominous!

However, their concerns and worries at this time are obviously superfluous.

I saw the curled up and stained with mud and dust slowly calmed down, the shallow and faint breathing slowly, the sluggishness in the eyes gradually disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be returning to normal little by little.

"Queen, how are you feeling, are you feeling better?" Rou Dai leaned over and crouched down, holding Phantom's still undulating shoulder.

In the end, it is the queen of Dongliao, no matter how indifferent Rou Dai Suri is to her wife, she will still have some thoughts at the critical moment. Moreover, because of some of Rou Dai's own reasons, he actually always has a trace of guilt towards Phantom. It's just that this guilt is hidden in the shadows, and it never sees the light......

What Wang Meiyu in front of him was holding a gentleness and eagerness that had never been seen since Phantom Xi entered the palace. Maybe it's not an illusion, but Phantom suddenly feels that Rou Dai really cares about her.

She slowly raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose, and secretly made a deep breath.

The intense and uncontrollable pain in her body suddenly withdrew, and the huge deficit prevented her from relieving her breath very quickly, and she didn't know what was going on, but she intuitively guessed that her snakeskin must have been put aside. If she moves her whole body without moving the snake skin, she will naturally be fine: "Concubine...... Since childhood, he has suffered from a strange condition. "Every two years, the cold qi in the body will spread all over the body, and the meridians will spasm and swallow the pain. If you don't drink alcohol, you'll be fine, but if you get into it, you'll get sick. This statement is a little weird, but her identity at this time is the second princess of Da Chu, and the people of Dongliao have never been so close to themselves about the princess of Da Chu.